523: C523 Here Comes the Pot

C523 Here Comes the Pot

In such a large venue, there were people chatting, eating, sleeping, and enjoying the competition in excitement …

However, no one could have imagined that under such circumstances, the conversation between Wang Qingyue and Cao Zi'an would be so shocking, especially around Shi Dali.

"I promise you."

Wang Qingyue's eyes remained calm. After she finished speaking, she no longer said anything.

Cao Zi'an's mood was also completely different from before. His previous thought was to make Shi Dali lose miserably, but now it had become... He had to make him lose miserably!

For him, Cao Zi'an, there was no reason for him to lose such a gamble.

When a lot of thoughts flashed through Cao Zi'an's mind, he focused his gaze back on Lingyi.

The man had a skinny body and was completely wrapped in a large set of clothes.

From the start of the match until now, everyone's gazes gradually gathered on him, until now, looking at him with even a hint of fear.

"Tell him to think of a way to get his arm after defeating Shi Dali in the finals. After that, I can agree to his request."

It was that simple, Cao Zi'an sent a message over.

Then, for him, the next thing to do was to wait. He believed that the result must be what he liked to see, because only he knew who Zero was, and only he knew what he was up to.

Unfortunately, any confidence in Zero was like a joke to Shi Dali.

Teacher Shi drank a bit of fruit juice. He was getting a bit impatient from waiting.

Tonight was the day Beihai decided to take action, and tomorrow was the day Blind Old Man would publicly appear. Although Westwood Inn's arrangement was pretty much done, he was still a little worried.

It wasn't because they doubted Huo Lang and Ren Haoran's abilities, but because this matter involved too many things.

If Blind Old Man really died in Westwood Inn, no one would know what kind of action Liu Tie's Dao Gate would take next, since that definitely wasn't what Shi Dali wanted to see.

"These two people are really so slow …"

Teacher Shi couldn't help but grumble as he looked at the ongoing competition.

But as a player, he knew that he should still pay more attention to his opponent's competitive situation.

At this moment, Zero One had already lost six rounds in a row.

That's right, there was no pause at all. After losing consecutively, only a small half of his chips remained.

Compared to the loud cheers and affirmations from before, the audience booed at Zero's performance.

Instead, his opponent began to get excited.

As long as he could beat 001, this yellow-bearded man would be able to enter the finals. Facing this kind of situation, especially if he took the lead, anyone would feel excited.

However, Shi Dali shook his head.

He knew that this yellow-bearded man was about to lose.

This kind of thinking might sound a little strange, but as Teacher Shi had studied arithmetic before, he understood everything very well.

Why did he lose six rounds in a row?

From the looks of it, it was either bad luck or inferior skill?

This was not the case. The real reason was because he had deliberately lost. The purpose of doing so was to lure the enemy deeper into the competition. Obviously, Yellow-Beard was no longer as calm as before and was now anxious to win the match.

Sure enough, the scene behind him changed. It was as if he didn't give the others any time to react and threw out a few cards consecutively. Then, yellow-bearded man was stunned.

He lost just like that?

Only after confirming that the chips were completely used up did he accept this fact.

Amidst the uproar of the crowd, Zero stood up very simply and walked step by step in front of Shi Dali.

"It's your turn."

It was a very pleasant sound, but when paired with the current situation, it did not give off a comfortable feeling.

Shi Dali put down the juice in his hand and nodded.

"Hurry up, time is pressing, I'm pretty busy."

With a simple sentence, Teacher Shi expressed his feelings and state of mind.

However, this sentence made the audience feel very surprised.

"What an arrogant bastard. He will lose miserably in a moment, he won't even be able to cry."

Cao Zi'an couldn't help but say after hearing that through the screen.

However, Wang Qingyue had nothing to say to him and continued to express her trust in Shi Dali through her actions.

"Do you know who I am? "Is he that arrogant?"

Similarly, as Shi Dali's next opponent, all of them were stunned for a moment before they asked.

Just now, he had received Cao Zi'an's order.

Therefore, in his opinion, Shi Dali didn't have much time left to grow his arms, but this brat was still so arrogant?

"Aren't you what? "Hurry up and come."

He really didn't want to waste any more time here, so Teacher Shi waved his hand and said.

Just as he was about to take the lead and enter the competition area, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance.

The next moment, an excited voice sounded from the door.

"Brother Dali, I'm here!" Pot, pot! "

Such a sudden voice caused many people to look in that direction. Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

However, someone had already recognized him by now. The person who had rushed in was the Young Master of Zhou Family, Zhou Zilong, right?

However, at this moment, he was holding a huge black pot in his hands, which was extremely strange.

At the same time, Shi Dali immediately turned around when he heard the voice.

Teacher Shi smiled when he saw the pot.

Thankfully, he had found it and his bad luck was over.

Subconsciously, he was about to go and get the pot, but then he was stunned.

No, the rules had already changed. He would definitely win under these rules, but if he put this pot in his pocket, the situation would be different.0

Who would have thought that the bad luck that he had been avoiding in fear would become Shi Dali's trump card.

Just like this, Shi Dali fell into a dilemma.

Originally, the most rational method would be to wait until the end of the competition before putting the pot in his pocket. However, Teacher Shi's hands were itching to fight.

After floating with the fisherman for a few days, he learned the mystical arithmetic. Originally, even if he didn't have this bad luck, he felt that the competition was certain because he believed that his attainments in arithmetic could beat anyone.

It was only because of bad luck that he was unable to display his true abilities.

Now that he was in the finals, would he be able to rely on his own abilities to defeat this' 01'?

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